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"I don't..." Oliver found himself blinking back tears, and he had to take another moment to get that under control. Tonight had been happy. He wanted them to stay happy—both of them had had so little of that toward the end, as Scott and Pietro. It didn't make sense to him to heap pain back on. To talk about how Father's Day had been hell, how the Wanda in this world's indifference to him felt like he'd let her down somehow. They could be happy instead.

"I can't right now," he finally said. "But thank you."